Verses for girls to smell flowers, verses to smell flowers

Without a cold bone, how to get the plum blossom fragrance. ——Zen Master Huang Yan's "Ode to the Teachings in the Upper Hall".

In the late days, the rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants. - Du Fu's "Two Quatrains Before the Bridge".

The incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of ** armor. ——Huang Chao's "Not the First Queen's Fu Ju".

The spring night is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. - Su Shi's "Spring Festival".

I'd rather die with incense on the branches, and how could he have blown down in the north wind. ——Zheng Sixiao, "Han Chrysanthemum, Painting Chrysanthemum".

The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river. ——Li Bai, "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall".

Rui brain incense dispels the soul and dreams, and dispels the cold golden bun and pine. ——Li Qingzhao "Huanxi Sha Moxu Cup Deep Amber".

The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. ——Lin Kui, "Little Plum in the Mountain Garden: Part I".

Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone. ——Yan Shu "Huanxi Sha, a New Song and a Cup of Wine".

I'd rather die with incense on the branches, and how could he have blown down in the north wind. ——Zheng Sixiao, "Han Chrysanthemum, Painting Chrysanthemum".

The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river. ——Li Bai, "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall".

Rui brain incense dispels the soul and dreams, and dispels the cold golden bun and pine. ——Li Qingzhao "Huanxi Sha Moxu Cup Deep Amber".

The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. ——Lin Kui, "Little Plum in the Mountain Garden: Part I".

Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone. ——Yan Shu "Huanxi Sha, a New Song and a Cup of Wine".

I'd rather die with incense on the branches, and how could he have blown down in the north wind. ——Zheng Sixiao, "Han Chrysanthemum, Painting Chrysanthemum".

The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river. ——Li Bai, "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall".

Rui brain incense dispels the soul and dreams, and dispels the cold golden bun and pine. ——Li Qingzhao "Huanxi Sha Moxu Cup Deep Amber".

The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark reed is fragrant and floats in the dusk of the moon. ——Lin Kui, "Little Plum in the Mountain Garden: Part I".

Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow disappeared. The small garden incense path wanders alone. ——Yan Shu "Huanxi Sha, a New Song and a Cup of Wine".

The flowers are warm and the days are warm, (the magpie voice through the trees likes the new sunshine).

The peach blossoms on the human face are red.

The little money has not risen, when will the child see you.

Hearing that the road is sad to leave the crane, the autumn breeze at the bottom of the flower sits and sits on it.

The flowers under the small peach mountain are first seen, and when will I see them when I am a child.

Hearing the thirty-sixth, the flowers fall and the wind blows red.

The light rain is dark and the apricot blossoms, when will I see you when I am a child.

Wen Jun has been lying in the clouds for a long time, and the guests are full of mandarin ducks before the flowers.